Her assumption wasn't far off from the truth as the three rulers had been spectating the entire battle from the start to its end...
Right now, the three celestial rulers sat on their respective platforms in the grand assembly hall of the cosmos, a place where the very fabric of reality seemed to bow and weave at the will of its occupants.
None of them seemed to have the will to speak, leaving a heavy, profound stillness that seemed to resonate with the gravity of the moment.
The three rulers, beings of incomprehensible power and wisdom, sat motionless, their gazes fixed on a large, ethereal mirror that floated before them.
The mirror's surface rippled with images.
They witnessed the relentless assault, the transformation of Nimo's alter ego, the intervention of the Paragon of Sins, and the dramatic conclusion with the merging of the cores.
